Henry Cotheal "Hank" Evans, Jr. was born in
Baltimore, Maryland on 12 August 1928 and was appointed to West Point on
a Senatorial appointment.

His West Point classmates recall: "Henry, known
to us as a `man of average intelligence,' came to the Point from Baltimore.
Though he had worries with studies, he proved himself more than average
in making friends and in getting a job done. In sports, lacrosse kept Henry
busy the year round. There may be better players but none worked harder
to make the team. With his spirit and determination he need not worry about
success."

During his cadet days Hank went out for LaCrosse
all four years and earned a Monogram and was on the Debate Council all
four years as well; he went out for the Concert Orchestra plebe year, was
with the Spanish Club plebe and yearling years; was an Acolyte yearling,
cow, and first class years; on the Ticket Committee cow and first class
years; and was a Cadet Company First Sergeant his first class year.

Upon graduation Hank went in the Artillery
and after completing the Basic Artillery Course at Fort Sill, Oklahoma
reported to the Anti-Aircraft Gun Battalion at Fort Totten where he served
from 1951 to 1952. Hank's next assignment was to Korea with the 40th Division
where he served from 1952 to 1953 and was awarded a Commendation Ribbon.
From 1959 to 1961 Hank served at Headquarters, 3rd Division Artillery and
in 1962 attended the Command and General Staff College, Fort Leavenworth,
Kansas on completion of which he was at the University of Arizona from
1962 to 1964. Next Hank went to Office Assistant Chief of Staff, Forces
Command, Fort McPherson, Georgia, Department of the Army where he served
until 1967 and was awarded the Legion of Merit for exceptionally meritorious
conduct in the performance of outstanding services.

In 1967 Hank earned a Masters degree in Public
Administration from the George Washington University and was then appointed
Battalion Commander with the 16th Artillery and simultaneously was G5 of
the 4th Division, Republic of Vietnam where he served until 1968 and was
decorated with a second Legion of Merit for exceptionally meritorious conduct
in the performance of outstanding services; the Bronze Star Medal (valor)
for distinguished heroism against an enemy; and two Air Medals for meritorious
achievement beyond that normally expected, while participating in aerial
flight. On return to stateside Hank went to Headquarters, Army Combat Development
Command, Fort Belvoir, Virginia where he served from 1968 to 1969 when
he was selected to attend the Industrial College of the Armed Forces, Fort
Lesley McNair with the resident class of 1970. Hank's next assignment was
to ODDRE where he served from 1970 to 1971 when he was named Commanding
Officer of the 559th Artillery Group in Italy and served until 1974.

Next Hank went to Headquarters, United States
Army Reserve Europe where he served until 1975 when he accepted his last
military assignment with the Office, Joint Chiefs of Staff where he served
from 1975 to 1977 when he retired from the United States Army as a Colonel.

On retirement Hank accepted a position as Project
Manager with Jacor until 1983 when he went with R & D Associates and
was with them until 1985 when he was named a Senior Engineer with Martin
Marietta in 1985. In 1990 Hank went back to school and earned a Master
of Science degree from the University of Denver.

Hank and his wife Mary Agnes made their home
in Colorado Springs, Colorado. However, the May 1995 Assembly noted, "Hank
Evans retired from Martin Marietta in August 1994 after commuting between
Orlando and Livermore Labs every week. It finally wore him down; he had
a pacemaker installed last May.

Hank and Agnes were sitting grandchildren so
that daughter Edith could join her husband Bob Hyatt, Jr. son of Bob and
Tinky Hyatt, on a business trip."

Colonel Henry Cotheal Evans Jr., a career Army
officer and decorated veteran of two wars who raised golden retrievers
and had been active in dog shows in the Baltimore, Maryland, area, died
of lymphoma Wednesday at Capital Hospice in Fairfax, Virginia. He was 78.

A Baltimore native and 1946 graduate of Loyola
High School, he attended Georgetown University for two years and graduated
in 1951 from the U.S. Military Academy at West Point, New York.

In 1952, he was deployed to Korea and served
in combat.

Two years later, he married Mary-Agnes Donnelly
Moore, whom he had met at a church wedding in Mount Washington.

"He was just home from Korea, and he was a
very handsome young man and had a future in the Army," Mrs. Evans said
yesterday. "It was just kind of love at first sight."

The couple moved to Germany with their son
in 1958 when Colonel Evans was assigned there as a battery commander. The
couple had two daughters and another son before leaving Germany in 1961.

Colonel Evans graduated from the Army's Command
and General Staff Course in 1962, and moved his family to Tucson, Ariz.,
where he studied aeronautical engineering at the University of Arizona.
He then worked at the Pentagon for three years, overseeing Army flight
instruction.

His next assignment was in Vietnam, commanding
a 4th Infantry Division medium and heavy artillery battalion in combat.
His decorations there included the Bronze Star, two Air Medals, and the
Vietnamese Gold Star Medal.

In 1970, Colonel Evans graduated from the Industrial
College of the Armed Forces at Fort McNair in Washington. In the Office
of the Army Chief of Research and Development, he became involved in development
of the self-propelled howitzer.

From 1972 to 1976, he was stationed in Italy
and Germany, and then he returned to the Pentagon as a division chief in
the Office of the Joint Chiefs of Staff.

"We moved 21 times and had a very nice life
wherever we were," Mrs. Evans said.

Colonel Evans retired from the Army in 1977
and began working in aerospace engineering in Denver and Colorado Springs,
Colo., with Martin Marietta Corp. His love of golden retrievers dated to
that time, the family said.

"My father had two passions: the military,
which was an expression of his sense of duty, and the other was animals,"
said his son Daniel D. Evans of Baltimore. "Even as a boy, he raised homing
pigeons and gave them to a military division. He trained them so well,
they kept coming back to the house."

Colonel Evans participated in the Westminster
Dog Show at New York's Madison Square Garden, his son said.

In 1996, Colonel Evans and his family moved
back to Baltimore, where he was a member of the Maryland Gunpowder River
Golden Retriever Club. He often judged dog shows and earned American Kennel
Club titles for his own dogs in obedience, tracking and agility trials,
his son said.

Colonel Evans had also been an avid runner
and participated in 17 marathons, and over the years, he remained involved
with his West Point class, his son said.

"He would travel to funerals and was in charge
of sending flowers to fallen classmates' family," said his son. "And almost
every year, he'd go to the Army-Navy game, wherever it was."

A Mass of Christian burial and interment are
planned for 11:45 a.m. Octoner 31, 2006, at Arlington National Cemetery.

A family tradition, as the ballad continues,
we mourn today a soldier’s song. A voice, a hero, who fought for
peace, who knew the price of freedom’s ring.His duty, protecting and defending came first,
always with truth, with honor, and with pride.Now he lies draped with stars and stripes
of red, white, and blue.

He was groomed to stand upon his father’s stars,
a General of two world wars. A story of decoy in enemy’s firing
rounds, an oath, his men called to safety first.Like his forefather, Colonel Henry Cotheal
Evans Jr., a leader from birth, a person of decision.He now lies draped in stars and stripes of
red, white, and blue.

He stepped upon Georgetown University’s ivy
lined stairs at seventeen, a premed.Then appointed, to march upon cobblestones
with Cadets of elite.He was graduated from West Point Military
Academy in the year of nineteen fifty-one.He lies draped with stars and stripes of red,
white, and blue.

From Korea, to Vietnam, to the Cold War, to
Star Wars, to back and forth from beyond. A drummer’s echo still
beats the rhythm of his untold stories of wartime, memories of past.Today, he is dressed in his army full blues,
his medals shine, as a bugle calls for taps.Now he lies draped in stars and stripes of
red, white, and blue.

A lifetime learner, Degrees and Masters
hang upon the walls, a hallmark of a scholar. Two Bachelor of Science degrees, Aeronautical
Engineering, an MBA, Telecommunications, A graduate with honors from the Industrial
War College in Washington, D.C. He worked with countries around the
world, developing the self propelling Howitzer.A scholar, he is draped in stars and stripes
of red, white, and blue.

His family moved in hum, twenty-one times from
west to east, following the rhythm of the sun. In tour, over the Atlantic, landing
in Italy, ciao! Rolling into Germany, gutenmorgen! Now riding on caisson followed by riderless
horse, moving closer to an eternity among the best. The sound of cannon echoes from across
the Potomac, As he is draped with stars and stripes of
red, white, and blue.

As a boy, he trained pigeons in code, honed
to return. Then he turned to dogs, agility, intelligence to test. Scotch was first to toast, Ruff flew
in helicopters in fields of battle, Shami was awarded a bouquet, The best in show at the
Gardens. Daisy his last, still awaits his arrival. She was
a private enlistment, His most faithful soldier. Her
ears upright, creased at full salute, barking at bellowing flag at half
mast. Guards with precision, fold the flag
in his honor, for the last time,Stars and stripes, in red, white, and blue.

As I write a lifetime of words across the page,
a generation of ballad and song is continued. An officer, a father, a grandfather,
a husband, a friend. His voice is not whispered but carried forward. Passing history, memorializing a war
hero, remembering through pen and ink. Hawk in dovetail crest above, encircling
freedom's song, protecting truth, our country, as I entrust. Today, Colonel Henry Cotheal Evans
Jr. is draped with the American flag,Stars and stripes of red, white, and blue.

Outside the Old Post Chapel walls,I heard the guards assemble one by one,Saluting a soldier whose memories in spirit
had appeared in their eyes, Gleaming from within. Quiet thoughts of his life streamed
onto window tile,While hymns on organ played from angel wings
in mourning.

Turning my head towards outside shadows, Silhouettes of faces unfolded the flag
of red, white, and blue, Unfurling the cloth upon the soldier from
head to toe, Brother to brother, draping him with
America's colors.

The guards lifted the body into their gentle
hands, Joined in grip and interlocking grace, The spirit inside put to ease, now a
part of their face. They walked in perfect step upon chapel's
marbled floor, Placing the casket near the altar, for
all to remember, and all to mourn.

They took the soldier, mounted him on caisson, The chaplain took the lead,Marching down pathway's road, Listening to a drummer's voice in restful
peace.

I walked behind horse's hooves,Keeping pace with stirrups that held backward
boots,As the band turned a narrow corner, in retreat, A crescendo of leaves in fall, felt
under my feet.

Looking beyond, white crosses aligned
in V's, row after row, Mile after mile, flowers abloom, trees in
full color, People stopped, placing hands over their hearts,Convincing me that this place is from a higher
ground, A celebration of God's own creation.

Giving with love, in patriotic honor, A place for soldiers of allegiance,
to rest for an eternity. Guarding all men and women who Who fought for our peace, Keeping our love for truth and freedom, Alive and forever ringing.